I somehow lucked out with the best apartment of all time, complete with the sweetest landlady of all time. Her name is Jill and she lives downstairs (I have the whole upstairs) and she is a cat person and she just knocked on the door with this chili and cornbread because she knew I just got back from NJ and I’ve been moving and she thought I might be hungry. She also had a bottle of wine for me when I moved in and a “little bear” figure thing that dances in the sun because it reminded her of me. LIKE I LOVE HER I THINK.
never moving out, nobody can make me.